It's getting better all the time...

Edit: This piece is mostly fictional. Song by Brooks & Dunn.

I don't stop breathing every time the phone rings,
My heart don't race when someone's at my door,
I've almost given up thinking you're ever gonna call,
I don't believe in magic anymore,
I just don't lie awake at night,
Asking God to get you off my mind.

When the phone rang the other day, I picked it up without a second pause. As I said 'hello', it hit me that I had been breathing normally for the first time in weeks, months really. On the other end of the phone, a girl friend asked me how I was doin'. I burst out, "I don't think he's ever gonna' call." Silence on the other end and then a sigh. "Girl, that kind of magic don't exist no more," she said.

It's getting better all the time,
It's getting better all the time.

When my head hits that pillow every night, I no longer lie awake crying. I read my books; filling my head with romance and fantasy. It's the only thing that works. But lately I've been noticeing something. Every day it's a little bit easier. Every day I breathe a little clearer. And every night, the dreams get a little dimmer.

Yeah I got to work on time again this morning,
This old job is all that I got left,
And no one even noticed I'd been crying,
At least I don't have whiskey on my breath,
Yeah I think I'm gonna make it,
'Cause God won't make a mountain I can't climb.

Well I got me a job, and it's lifted my spirits up. Still there's times... when my friends don't see me when I cry. They don't see me lookin' at that bottle, wantin' to drown my tears away. I put the SoCo back in the fridge and wipe my bleary eyes. I don't need to cry.

It's getting better all the time,
It's getting better all the time.

I don't wanna fly and I don't wanna die. I'm living cause that's all that I can do. I'll never waste my time crying... At least not on you any more.

God, I hope you're happy,
Girl, I wish you well,
I just might get over you
But you can't ever tell.

I hope you're happy with your new life. It's hard to think about me not in it. There's still days I wanna pick up the phone and talk to you. But somehow when I hear that dial tone, the desire washes itself away. I think I might move on someday. But I can't imagine you not in my life.

I always thought I'd do something crazy,
If I ever saw you out with someone else,
But when the moment came last night,
I couldn't say a word,
I stood there in the dark all by myself,
Yeah I could have said a million things,
But all I did was keep it locked inside.

Last night, I walked into the bar. You know the one we always spent our Friday nights? But I saw your arm around another pretty girl, and my heart dropped from my chest. I guess she saw me standing there starin'. She flashed a pretty smile. It was the greeting of a stranger. She didn't even know who I was. I thought about going over, and I thought about what I'd say. But the words tumbled, jumbled in my mind. I knew the million things I could say, well I knew they wouldn't come out right.

So I held my tongue, and turned into a statue. I stayed there by the door. I cried a song so silent but to myself. And when I turned to leave, a man held the door open for me. He smiled at me, lifted his hat, and said, "Ma'am." The thought hit me; there's someone out there for me...

It's getting better all the time,
It's getting better all the time,
It's getting better all...the time.

I've given up waitin' on you... There's someone else now on my mind.